Dress Rehersal
sandpaper opening, blink
wash away last nights insomnia
no recolection, memory clean
flesh hooks pull me from my slumber
about face small soldier
time for normalicy
lets meet fixed faces together
blade and cloth complete me
distant memory of suicidal love
but yet lingers
i danced in your memory
until the black obyss took over
arm carve blood black ink!
into daylight i go
may i cross path
salute, salute
just another maggot in cloth
poem by Joshua cole
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